Mary elinnalang.
Memories of Mary Ann
On a Monday in September
Still in one place
I promise you, you still love me.
In my arms, it's like a Traum.
Are we at school? nen Sommerhimmel
War is like a war, I am very happy.
Do you know Mr. Wei? And ungeheur oben.
I'm glad you came, too.
It's a day in September,
I am in the slim shadow of the plum tree.
Hold her quietly,
My love is so pale and silent,
Like an immortal dream.
Above our heads,
In the bright and clear sky in summer,
A cloud caught my eye.
So white and noble
When I looked up again, I was gone.
It's the end of the world
People are still watching.
The fountain of death b? ume sind wohl abgehauen
I love you. Do you love me?
So I decided: I can't do this anymore.
Doc, Gervais? I'm Wei? School is my favorite.
What do you think, Wei? I'm Vickrich Nim.
I'm Wei? Nur Meir: This is Ku? This is a recent thing.
From that day on, many moons
Quietly across the sky, falling.
Those plum trees may have been cut down for firewood,
If you ask,
What happened to that relationship?
I must admit:
I really don't remember,
But I know what you're trying to say.
I don't know what her face looks like,
All I know is:
I kissed it that day.
What about Ku? Who am I? tt ihn l？ ngst vergessen
Don't we like the world? r
Dead Wei? I don't know, and neither do I.
Do you know Mr. Wei? And cam von auburn.
Is he dead? I don't know what to do.
Is there a lady who likes this kind of sleep?
After about 10 minutes.
When I see you flying in the wind.
As for the kiss, I have long forgotten it.
But clouds floating in the air
I still remember,
Never forget,
It is white and moves high in the air.
Those plum trees may still be in bloom,
That woman may have given birth to a seventh child,
That cloud only appeared for a few minutes,
When I looked up, it was gone.
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